Semi-weekly south Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1883-1889, 1887-07-29

walls at Havana, And l know that all
the rest of them that haven't suffered
violent deaths in some shape, are IN
Cuban prisons, and will spend the bal
ance OF their lives working on forth
fcations there or In Spain, each with
ball and chain to his leg. So that
if yog have any lurking fondness for
this yagrant who you say goes by the
name of Crawford, you'd do well to
hope that the Spaniards have finished
him already. It's by fay the more mer-
ciful fate of the two"
The strain that had wrought up her
feelings to the point where the weak
faint and tho strong in heart suffer NJ
most Lifetime Of agony in q minute,
was gone. She knew the worstI or
rather, sho knew all that she could
know now When could she know
morep Would It. be q week-a month
"a year-or would she ever know thu
truthP She bowed her head upon her
hands; the great relief of tears was not
denied her. Swiftly her thoughts went
back to that last time he had held her
to his heart-tbat night. but few
weeks gone, and yet which seemed so
far away in the past-when he babe her
goodbye at the door of her aunt's
house in Boston. Life with this girl
had thus far been quiet, happy, une-
ventful. without great shocks or calam-
tiles; its largest event had been the
love that Henry Crawford brought her
1t was to her, life, hope, every thing;
she could not give it upi
80, my darling" she thought, II
will not believe you deadi You must
come back; you win come back
As she sat there in silence, thinking
of him, she forgot for the time the very
existence Of the man who sat opposite
her. II was out of no kindness 10 her
that he had refrained from telling her
outright that her loyer was dead, He
had been governed by the fear that
such an announcement, coming from
him, would increase Helen's dislike of
himself, and increase tho obstacles to
success with her. The exhibition Of
her intese affection for Crawford.
which she tried not to conceal, struck
thorns of anger to his heart, and it was
with difficulty that he suppressed the
feeling. He determined to make an
other effort to win her, and to make it
then. She was one of the objects for
which his terrible crimes had been
committed-the lesser object of the
two in his eves-yet he courted her
with the eagerness with which thor
ouehly bad man will court o good
woman.
He had been talking q while before
the sound of his voice penetrated the
abstraction of her thoughts. Gradu-
ally she became aware that be was re-
newing his prefer of love From her
tender. devoted thought of Henry
Crawford. she was suddenly brought
back to earth by hearing Louis Hunter
talk of affection and marriage, For q
few minutes she sat silent, speechless
with indignation. She heard him say
that n fellow who could ioin the crowd
of yagabonds that Lopez had with
him. eould not be much better than
they were. He had not much doubt
that he had been shot with Crittenden's
party; in any event, she would never
see him again. So now that her
thoughtless attachment for this adj
venturer had come to naught, would
she not consider the offer of the
speaker againP He could tell her what
be did not tell her before-what must